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Do you haiku? ^_^

The Anointed

Well-Known Member
Continued from previous post.

Pain and passion scream
through the mists of ev-en-ing
In the dreamers dream

His soul churning
His wild eyes rolling in fear
His spirit burning

In the fires of hell
His silent voice is screaming
Words I know so well

Forgive me my Lord
For those I have killed today
With Gun and with sword

They bless me each day
Then they send me out to kill
O, Lord how I pray

One day wars will cease
One day we will all know love
In a world at peace
 
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The Anointed

Well-Known Member
There on the mountain
Snow capped and shrouded with mist
Was hid,---lifes fountain

Would that I could climb
To the very heights of time
That mountain sublime

There would I enter
The stream of life descending

Down to the centre

Of all lifes being
That sea of tranquility
I long to be in
 

The Anointed

Well-Known Member
The heat from the sands
Of the deserts of this land
Blackened the first man

His skin was burnt black
As he wandered o'er the tracks
White men could not hack


Like devils we came
And we stole away his land
Now heads hang in shame

A servant of God
He cared for the land he trod
One with earths sweet sod

Now each day I pray
He will forgive us one day
If only we say

We are sorry mate
For the cruelty and the hate
Which was your sad fate

While we sit and cry
We, the repentant will sigh
As God wipes our eye
 

The Anointed

Well-Known Member
When I hold my pen
Something always moves my hand
Then words flow agen

Wise words from on high
Sometimes words of shear despair
Words that make me cry

Tear drops wet the page
Are they mine or do they come
From some dreaming sage

The scent of a rose
Drifts upon the morning breeze
It comes then it goes


As I sit alone
Dark shadows assaults my mind
while lost spirits moan
 

The Anointed

Well-Known Member
Walk in front of me
And I will not follow you
Am I your shadow?

Nor walk behind me
For I am not your leader
Walk in your own prints

But walk beside me
As you would with a brother
Or as a good friend.
 

Wu Wei

ursus senum severiorum and ex-Bisy Backson
I think I'm sleepy
time to get ready for bed
nope, sleep in chair now
 

The Anointed

Well-Known Member
(Spring)

The wind through the trees
Carries polen on the breeze
And this makes me sneeze

(Summer)


The sun up on high
Blazing through the cloudless skies
Nearly burns my eyes

(Autum)


And now summers gone
Winter soon will roll along
Leaves cover the ground

(Winter)


Brrr, its flamin cold
I think its because Im old
Need hot girls to hold.
 
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